Glory to the ancestors

Osmanthus fragrans cautiously followed behind the little eunuch, walking towards the imperial study.

Jiang Yuzan told him that this palace is no better than the Rongguo Mansion, he must never act according to his own will, he must be more cautious, but he hadn't had the energy to think about these things for a long time, and he almost threw himself on the leader just now,

Rong Zhen came back very late last night, and everyone in the mansion was still awake, and they were all standing at the door waiting for him.

□□I was really drunk like that, but I still held my breath and avoided myself.

Yang Jin on the side was stunned, and patted his own hands twice before brushing off the embarrassment.

"Hey," the little eunuch yelled, turning his head to look at the sweet-scented osmanthus, dissatisfied, "You've bumped into me for the second time today."

Osmanthus osmanthus showed an apologetic expression, clasped her hands in front of her chest, and kept bowing to the little eunuch.

"Forget it, forget it," the little eunuch flicked his sleeves, "Here we are, don't be so reckless when you go in."

The sweet-scented osmanthus nodded her head, looked at the door of the imperial study, took a deep breath, heard the announcement from the little eunuch, pushed the door open again, and dared to go in.

Li Yun saw him, smiled, and pointed to the chair in front of his desk, "Sit."

Osmanthus osmanthus stared wide-eyed, did he know that bestowing a seat by the imperial court was a great favor, and he did not dare to overstep this point, so he hurriedly shook his hand.

Li Yun glanced at the eunuch at the door, motioned him to close the door, and then said to Osmanthus fragrans, "It's okay, it's just the two of us in this room.",

Osmanthus nods and sits down.

Seeing his cautious look, Li Yun couldn't help laughing, "Is it the same for you in Rongguo Mansion?" He changed the subject, "Or am I scarier than Rongguo Gong?"

Not anymore.

Osmanthus lowered her head, it was the same this morning, Rong Zhen had already washed and washed before he entered the door, and went to the dining room without even saying a word.

"Huh?" Li Yun was a little curious seeing the osmanthus osmanthus, "What's wrong with you?"

Osmanthus osmanthus shook her head, thinking that even if I told you, you wouldn't understand.

Li Yun seemed to have seen through the sweet-scented osmanthus, "You don't think I can understand it, do you?"

"Why don't you write it down," Li Yun turned the pen and paper on the table to the sweet-scented osmanthus.

The sweet-scented osmanthus sighed, and dragged the stool forward together.

The creaking sound made the little eunuch guarding the door frown.

Li Yun saw that the sweet-scented osmanthus was written seriously, so he didn't bother. Picking up the memorial beside him, it seemed that the matter of the Minister of War was closed, but he hadn't decided who would take over this important task.

Many people recommended Su Tang to him, saying that he is knowledgeable and capable.

But he still remembered reminding himself that Su Tang and Rong Zhen had a different relationship when the Minister of the Ministry of Justice was still alive.

The consecutive loss of two Shangshu lords caused unprecedented anxiety and impatience in the entire court.

Ministers of the same status are worried about their status, while You Xiao, who is in a low position, thinks about an official position that does not belong to him.

But his mother who took care of everything deliberately piled all the troubles in front of him at this time, waiting for these political affairs to drag him down.

When Li Yun was having a headache, Osmanthus turned the paper around.

There are hundreds of words eloquently on it.

Li Yun was even a little surprised that Osmanthus even included the fact that there was a stray cat outside seducing Xiaoqian from the mansion.

Li Yun looked at the words on it, and the more he looked at it, the more he wanted to laugh. As the emperor, he took care of everything, but a servant in the Rongguo Mansion was even more troubled than himself.

"I really can't care about this beast." Li Yun lowered the corner of his mouth, "But I can help with the pastry."

……

Jiang Yuzan stood guard at the door, watching the waiters in the palace bring trays of pastries into the dining room.

"The emperor asked that master to do it?" Jiang Yuzan asked the little eunuch beside him.

The little eunuch nodded, "Yes, although the pastry chef thinks highly of himself, the emperor has to follow the order."

"Exactly, I feel a little guilty for not letting the sweet-scented osmanthus eat this pastry that day." Jiang Yuhan heaved a sigh of relief, and sat down with the sweet-scented osmanthus in the dining room.

The people in the palace were indeed very efficient. After putting down the cakes, they saluted and left very quickly.

Just as Rong Zhen came out of the study, he only saw a shadow, and he asked Chen Zhan, "This is someone from the palace, what's the matter?"

Chen Zhan nodded, "It's just to deliver cakes to Osmanthus osmanthus."

"Ok?"

"Didn't the emperor summon the sweet-scented osmanthus into the palace today? It seems that he heard that he likes to eat the cakes at the poetry and book meeting, so he asked the master to make a lot of them and delivered them all."

Rong Zhen stared blankly, then turned around and went into the study again.

After a while, Rong Zhen heard two knocks on the door of the study.

He cleared his throat and folded the paper under his hands, "Come in."

The visitor is Jiang Yuhan.

A moment of disappointment flashed in Rong Zhen's eyes, but he quickly covered it up and asked, "What are you doing here?"

Jiang Yuzan was holding a food box in his hand, "I have some leftovers with Osmanthus osmanthus, I want to ask if you want to eat?"

"No," Rong Zhen felt his temples swell when he saw Jiang Yuhan, "what else?"

"A doctor came to check my pulse this morning."

"Well, I found it. Osmanthus osmanthus is not a dictator after all, and I don't want him to have too much contact with you."

It was so straightforward, Jiang Yuzan changed the subject, "Do you have any ideas?"

"Yes," Rong Zhen said, lowered his head, and took a while to cheer up, "I'll marry you."

"What!?" The food box in Jiang Yuzan's hand fell to the ground, the lid of the food box popped open, and the puff pastry inside was shattered into crumbs.

"I will discuss this matter with the mother again. Specifically, I have to..."

"This..." Jiang Yuhan interrupted Rong Zhen, she was a little anxious, "Could it be..."

"You think I really want to marry you?" Rong Zhen looked at her and snorted coldly, "You have blocked your own way, admit it."

"But you," Jiang Yuzan lowered her head, "I'm not doing it for myself, it's just you and Osmanthus fragrans, or what if you have someone you like in the future?"

It's okay not to mention sweet-scented osmanthus, "If you had thought about it for me before doing this, you wouldn't be like this now."

Jiang Yuhan bit her lower lip, she really didn't have the right to say such things,

She squatted down, trying to pick up the mess on the ground a little.

"Let the servant come, you just need to protect the one in your belly." Rong Zhen said coldly.

Jiang Yuzan raised her eyes and looked at Rong Zhen, comforting herself that what she said was actually nothing, and she could do this.

She took two steps back before turning around, hesitated again and again, "I'm sorry."

Rong Zhen didn't want to listen to this, so he sighed deeply to express his intention to chase away the guests.

He spread out the paper again, and wrote down the half-written memorial. At the end of the writing, he himself wanted to laugh. What is the matter on his stall?

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Merry Christmas~